Black Bully (Interracial Cuckold Erotica) by Tara Yarn

Author:Tara Yarn [Yarn, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-24T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

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Jane frowned. She sat across the desk, tapping the tip of a pencil against a blank piece of paper, watching him. Sam, seeing her eyes wander, covered his crotch meekly.

“I’ve had enough,” said Jane finally, and stood up. “You’re coming with me.”

“But I don’t have any clothes,” Sam whimpered, burying his neck in his shoulders. Jane did not even cast a glance in his direction, grasping a backpack from underneath her desk.

“I ran to work this morning. You can wear these.”

She dropped the backpack on the desk. It swayed for a moment, then fell over.

Sam parted his lips. “You mean-.. Wear-.. Wear your clothes?”

She threw him a brief glance, but didn’t bother offering him a reply. She was evidently searching for something on her desk, shoving over stacks of paper.

“B-.. But,” stuttered Sam. “These are women clothes, and-..”

“There’s no such thing as girl and boy clothes, Sam. That’s just the result of our sexist patriarchy. Now put them on. I have to see if I left my keys in the cafe.”

She left him there, half-naked, clutching her backpack to his crotch. As she shut the door, he put the bag on the desk and opened it up, checking the contents.

A thong lay there, twisted and wet.

Sam swallowed, slowly looked at the door, listened for sounds of footsteps outside. There were none. A shaky hand slid inside the open backpack, grasping the panties. He brought them up from the bundle of clothes, let them hang from his fingers, eyed the fabric.

They were green, frilly and oh-so-skimpy. As he stared at them, his mind wandered. Only a few hours ago, Jane had worn these. They had hugged her crotch, been up her ass. Taking a hold of the desk, a quivering Sam leaned in and sniffed the string.

The scent made him moan.

Footsteps. Someone was coming.

In a panic, Sam stuffed the panties back into the rucksack just as the door slid up. But whoever stood outside didn’t come in. He heard Jane speak up.

“I found the keys. Are you done? Hurry up, Sam!”

“I’m-.. I’m changing now,” was all he was able to muster forth. If he had checked the rest of the contents of the rucksack first, he probably would’ve said something else.

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